Love Should Choose
Start of the Party

"Fara, you're ready - yes, today we want to go skiing, I'll be in your room soon" Tissa said from the phone call. "Oh okay.", Farada then saw his little book containing a record of his activities during his time in Japan in his hands, "just yeah, I'm ready first", he continued later.

The Teine Ski Resort

This is where Farada is now to learn to ski. The skiing path in this place stretches through two zones connected to the gondola.

Farada is joined by several people who are also just learning to ski with instructions from a mentor. They are taught how to ski properly. Although in theory Farada had studied but in practice he had never done so. As a result, he had to fall awake on the snow until it finally began to be a little able with the painstaking help of Tissa.

After several times having to fall awake skiing, Farada was tired, he sat selonjor on the snow, from behind Tissa who was winding, shocked. In front of him Farada suddenly sat down, he braked with a drop right stopped behind his friend, splashing snow on Farada's face. Farada, who was struck by snow, replied, He took a lump of snow and threw it into Tissa's body. Tissa also returned the throw, he did not want to lose, and replied. Throwing action - snow throwing also occurred in the laughter giggling the two of them.

Arrive - arrive...Plaakkk !!

Farada's throw was right on the face of someone passing by while skiing. The man fell in shock.

"Heiii!..who throws hah!!", asked the man shouting while awake, He fell down.

Dead me!.Batin Tissa, he knows the man who hit the Farada throw. The man stared intently at her and then turned to Farada who immediately turned around with a frightened face.

Earlier...

Molan and Tommy were skiing in different places, those who were used to it, taking the track in the general section. However, when passing by a group of girls who were resting skiing while chatting, Tommy suddenly stopped, the instinct of the play boy revolted. He was without permission to join the average beautiful girls. "Hi girl.could join nimbrung ya", with his pede Tommy took place next to one of the women who came from Japan.

"Aishh.ini boy can not see the clear - clear dikit, maen sosor aja dah", muttered Molan who also stopped, but he just stood, did not join. "Woy..ayook!", took Molan after that, but his screams were not echoed by Tommy, he was still kind of familiar with the women.

"Ah bodo very dah lu!", Molan did not have time, he immediately left his friend and continued to wander in the snow. But when he turned in a slightly flat direction, suddenly his face and his eyes were hit by the throwing of ice, he was shocked and fell.

***

"I'm sorry my friend sir, she didn't intentionally" Tissa immediately apologized. He saw an aura of anger on Molan's face as the man approached Farada.

Molan then stopped and glanced at Tissa, trying to remember, "you're one of the xxx hotel employees, aren't you?". Tissa nodded in fear, this man before him was notoriously rude if angry. "Sorry sir, we were playing snowball, not wriggling you through" he said, cupping his hands to his chest. Molan held back his anger later and tried to reattach his protective glasses. "haduuhh..liat - see so if playing ice throwing, here many people pass, kal..".

"What is this?", as soon as Tommy came from behind, he stopped near Farada and saw the girl was terrified. "You why? what is that fear?", he asked in a voice made as soft as possible. "Well, here again, laler ijo if you're squirming women!, you want to go!", Molan then scoops up the snow and throws it at Tommy. "Oh, you've been scolded by him.Oh.sick bro!, guess - think dong!", Tommy grumbled while cleaning the ice splash on his face that was hit by Molan's throw.

"Come.!, get out of here!", Molan ordered without regard to Tommy's grunts. Molan then immediately put the ski panels back on his feet and left, but just about to pedal his cane, he tripped and fell back. Tommy laughs loudly, while Farada giggles while covering her mouth by throwing her face to the side, as well as Tissa.

"Shut up!", cried Molan snapped, then hurriedly left them, Tommy then followed behind, still with a laugh.

After the two left, Farada walked up to Tissa on all fours, "don't you get scolded by that person later?".

"Not what - what, he is indeed rude but not cruel, well he is actually mah" said Tissa cuek, "ayo, we continue, but slowly - slowly Fara, in front of the descent rather steep".

***

In the hotel room, Farada lay down on the sofa after taking a warm bath. Minus weather makes the atmosphere so mager. This day he was skiing making his body tired. How are you doing my business well?, these two days there has been no news from Dian? he murmured slowly, then his eyes were fixed on the phone on the nightstand.

"Hello mbak Dian, how are you?" he said after the connection was connected and re-spread the body on the sofa.

"Hi kak Fara, aiihh..who is on a new vacation, how are you there? good no?, where else is it now?", Dian's cerocos is across.

"Duh..!, just one dong!, good news, I'm in the room now, I've been skiing all day", Farada paused for a while, "how are you there, catering?, okay?", tanyakanya.

"Alhamdulillah, smoothly, uh yes.yesterday there were mothers - mothers came, both. They ask you, then I say you're out of town, don't say abroad. They are just detailed, saying you have an appointment but don't come".

"Huh.?, mother - mother?, who is yah?, I have a promise what?", Farada tried to remember - remember, "feeling I have no promise - what with the mother - mother deh, trus..? what did they say?", Farada continued later.

"Yaa.no what else, just a mangosteen doang trus after they ordered a drink and then left, but before they forced to ask for your phone number, yes...I love it" said Dian.

Ting ..tong !

Farada's room bell rang.

"Bak Dian, yes, there are guests like him", Farada slowly walked to the door, "what's important to launch?, if there's anything - please handle it first there", he said while looking at the small glass hole of the door, who was the guest who came.

"Okay, have fun there", Dian then disconnected the phone.

Tissa walked in while carrying a neatly wrapped set of clothes. "What is Sa?", asked Farada as he followed Tissa to the sofa.

Farada shook her head, "No, take it" she said, grabbing the dress from Tissa's hand. Farada did not like the party - the actual party, but because this was an event held by the hotel club, inevitably he had to come along.

"Cobain first, you do not like the party - party so?" said Tissa because he saw the face of Farada's ogah - ogahan. Farada smiled and shook his head, "not dislike, but there is no time for such an event there", Farada tried to evade.

Farada then tried the dress given by Tissa, a dress that fits her body. Tissa slightly widened her eyes. Tomboy Farada's beautiful appearance turned into a beautiful and graceful girl. "Fara, you're like a chameleon" Tissa asked. "Huh.?, what chameleon?", Farada who was pecking himself in front of a large glass turned towards Tissa in wonder.

"You were the one who looked tomboyish, suddenly changed tablets".

"Laahh.can be haha, ordinary ah".

"Seriously, have you ever worn a dress?", Tissa said.

"Rarely, I usually wear stelan, if not wear jeans most use kulot or long skirt, it is also rare, often wear jeans hihi", said Farada as he turned round - swivel like a princess. "What time is it?".

"At 7 pm, yes already.I went back to the club below, yes, I came here again, we went there" Tissa said as she walked towards the door. "Siip", Farada raised his finger to form the letter O.

***

Feast of.

The thump of disco music resounded in the hall connected to the swimming pool in the building separate from the hotel building. The party has begun. Closed events that are limited to certain invitations. Several pairs of men and women from various countries were seen dancing to the rhythm of disco music that stomped.

Farada and Tissa also joined in, but they took a separate place, in a corner some distance from the jog floor. Then Tissa asked Farada to sway, but the girl refused, "you're all right, I'm fine" she said, leaning against the wall. "Yaudah, you're here, don't go anywhere, I don't feel good if I don't come, it's a club that doesn't exist, I'm reprimanded".

"Yes, it's okay" Farada encourages Tissa to leave.

A few moments later, suddenly the party arena that had been dark turned bright. Tommy takes over the show, the music stops.

"Let's welcome the one who has the event this time, the one special tonight is having a party...Molan Pangestu!", Tommy then pointed at someone.

The audience applauded with eyes fixed on the stairs. Molan is seen with a sumringah face walking down towards the glass door connecting the hall with the swimming pool, this is where the actual event took place. The audience immediately followed behind.

Farada was still glued to his feet leaning against the wall, the smell of alcohol stinging on his nose, he was dizzy. From the direction of the elevator, he saw a woman walking alone with graceful steps but seemed haughty towards the swimming pool where the event is currently taking place.

Meanwhile, dance music has been listened to from the outside. Farada who was still at home with his loneliness arrived - surprised by Tissa who came to him, "Hey.ayo we join there, why are you here", Tissa also pulled Farada's arm which had to follow him. However, when they got outside, Tissa was immediately invited to dance by someone. Back, Farada had to bite a finger at his own stay. He was confused to say what, he had never participated in events like this. In his confusion, a man of unflinchingly stale bule stature took his hand to invite him to dance. The smell of alcohol came from his mouth.

Tommy whispers to Molan when he sees Donna being seen approaching them. "Bro, it's Donna here...". Molan followed Tommy's line of sight, "Hadehh.., you take over the show, I want to get out of here", Molan replied to Tommy while throwing a fake smile at Donna.

"You didn't tell me if you were here, I was waiting for you!", said Donna, hugging and kissing Molan's cheek, who just silently did not answer. Tommy threw his face away from seeing the scene, and then moved.

Farada followed the music rigidly. At first, the bule man was still polite, but when his hands began to hold his waist, and pulled his body to a stick, Farada was aghast, with a reflex movement he pushed the man. The position of those who are at the edge of the swimming pool makes the man fall into the water. Farada himself was also shocked, he was frightened while closing, "sorry.", he said as he ran away from the place.

However, it turned out to be an interesting spectacle - people around, they laughed, including Molan, he laughed the loudest, and approached his friend's bule man to help get out of the water.

***

Farada arrived at a room a little far from where he had been. He planned to go straight back to his room, but he stopped short of breathing, his legs were also sore. He sat down after He looked around quietly, then slowly massaged his feet, He was not accustomed to wearing heels, although the heels were not so high, but still his feet felt flattened.

He pondered for a moment as he glanced at his ring finger that coiled a silver ring. Then it comes out of the ring finger. Speaking of a ring he smiled to himself, not expecting because the ring finally reached here, in this place.

The ring that He turned - turning in his hand - came loose and rolled to the floor, He stood up to chase after him, but it stopped rolling at one's feet. Farada looked up and rounded his eyes, Molan !. The man picked up a ring that lay near his shoes.

"This is my ring.!", ask Farada without a stale ado. Molan ignored Farada's request, seeing the ring

with a silly face, then put it in his pants pocket. "Here dong.don't be kidding!", force Farada while trying to reach into the pocket of Molan's pants.

Suddenly Molan pulled Farada's hand into a rather hidden corner of the room. From the back door, Donna walks around looking for someone. Molan pushed Farada's body against the wall, and acted as if a couple were kissing*man. Farada without moving, "Sstt...! shut up!", Molan's finger stuck to his mouth.

Donna glanced at them and threw away her sight.

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[Note: all conversations made in Indonesian]